KASHGARIA
newspapers everywhere. . ; . There was a youngish man,
the English doctor at the Consulate, and a slight old lady
who seemed to emerge out of a lace collar. "May I intro-
duce . . . Miss Engwall of the Swedish Mission/' And last
of all, there was a table piled high with sandwiches and hot
scones swimming in melting butter . . .
Behold me, obliged to try and keep my cup of tea straight
on a slippery saucer, and saying with my very best
"fashionable society" smile:
"Two lumps, please , . . Yes, thanks, we had an excellent
journey."